Wednesday, 10 September 2008

Here’s hoping you have a wonderful day. Many deliriously happy returns to you. You deserve them.

Here are some sunflowers for you. I hope you like sunflowers and are not allergic or anything.

(Aiko comments occasionally on this here blog and seems rather lovely. If you’d like to join me in wishing her a happy birthday - if she is a her, that is; him if she isn't - then please do so in the comments... And have a nice day yourself, even if it isn’t your birthday.)

I'm just going to hijack your thread to say I would have commented on the Bete's piles yesterday but was unaccountably off the internet. But that's all fixed now. I'm sure that's huge relief for everyone, I know it is for me.

Oh my goodness gracious me!!!I'm blushing, terribly! There was me, just posting on a forum saying it's crappy waking up alone on ones birthday and I look here and have a whole blooming marvellous blogger telling the world it's my birthday AND saying lovely things.

A MASSIVE thank you to you all, especially dear Bete, you make my days have smiles in them. I am long term very ill from several different things and reading blogs is one of the few things I can do and this one has really cheered me up since finding it. Do hope I don't sound like a brown nose, just want to say how chuffing it is to see that post and your felicitations!

I will have a happy birthday now! Wishing you all a lovely day. xxxxx

PS. Apologies for any spelling mistakes or too many !, I'm feeling rather jolly all of a sudden :)

Oh, and sunflowers are fab. Infact I have a sad tale about them. We did them at school when I was about 7, everyone but me managed to grow one from seed. Not only did I fail in that task, I spent many a night in my sleep saying "grow sunflower, grow" How cute.

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In a nutshell..

I am a good man - loving and funny and true - wrapped in the body of a brutal, brutal mess. I also have a face like a bag of elbows. This is my curse. If you see me limping down a London street, do not judge me - because you do not know me. Just give me a smile, or if that proves too difficult, please try to look away without wincing. It really is the least you can do.

‘You are such a wanker, you really are! People like you make me wanna vomit. My got [sic] the world would be such a dull place if you had your way, wouldnt [sic] it?’- Anonymous Sebastian Horsley fan

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